Me reappear the rush, the first test and the consequent burden these. Also the car windows up, the thermometer at higher temperatures lower than normal and wardrobe changes. The yearning for a weekend last longer than two days, taking hot meals (soups and stews rich) ... But fortunately, at least for me, not just that what landed me, but also ... blankets, reading books, stoves with his usual artificial heat, rain-filled afternoon in which the smell of wet earth that touches both missed your window to be drunken, and gives you time to think about yourself. The sound when stepping on dry leaves, thank any liquid "boiling" flow through your esophagus, movies from your couch comfortable and warm, colds (they look bad, but the good thing they have is letting you care for), the typical desire to snack a chocolate Icarus, nights longer than usual, not as upbeat songs (not so pathetic) as most of the summer, if not quieter, you carry to a state of nostalgia that once a year, do no harm. Stepping the puddles and get my feet soaked, frozen hands holding a cup of tea ardiendo.-is much better than gloves and hugs they get so cold tune your body.
Although the best of autumn ... The best of me ... YOU.
"I called in October, since only talk about you.
call me October I became you November and my schedule. "
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